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Nov. 3rd, 2009 08:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
babyviperWhile the weeks since her dreamscape trip to Japan had generally given the island a happier, calmer O-Ren, the days since the Halloween party had returned to her to a silent, almost taciturn state. She didn't try explaining the change-- if she thought about it-- to any of the others in the hut.
She still didn't exactly understand it herself.
After cleaning her weapons for the fourth time that day, O-Ren flopped down on her bed and stared at the ceiling. This was horrible. This was exactly why she'd sworn never to do this sort of thing.
Why couldn't I just stay emotionally stunted?
She still didn't exactly understand it herself.
After cleaning her weapons for the fourth time that day, O-Ren flopped down on her bed and stared at the ceiling. This was horrible. This was exactly why she'd sworn never to do this sort of thing.
Why couldn't I just stay emotionally stunted?
